Chapter 118: The Man Who Is Willing to Give His Life
At the moment of condensing the body, the long arrow suddenly erupted with a powerful devouring force, and the wound on Mo Yu's fingertips instantly collapsed, and a large amount of blood splattered out, and the swallowing sound of "goo" and "goo" when swallowed by the long arrow. The entire arrow body quickly emerged with complex and fine textures, bursting out with half a foot of blood, and the aura of destruction it released was soaring wildly at an astonishing speed! And with this process, the three divine yang burning flames in the soul space weakened rapidly, and the fluctuations of the magma lake on the ground became smaller and smaller, and there were gradually signs of stagnation and condensation, and Mo Yu's strong soul power was like a broken river being devoured madly!
His eyes quickly became dim, and the boiling qi and blood in his body were also rapidly weakening, and the condensed long arrow was like a demon, trying to suck him completely dry! A strong fear welled up in his heart, making him instinctively want to let go, but the fingers of the pinching arrow were extremely stable and did not tremble at all, and his pale face was calm.
Not enough!
Suck again!
Suck it up again!
The big mouth of the robbery was open, his eyes were round, and the harpoon in his hand was trembling slightly.
Killing Tian carried his hands expressionlessly, but his slightly white fingertips could see the tension in his heart.
Mo Yu is on an adventure!
His crazy move, if he is not careful, he will bury himself entirely, but there is no turning back when he opens the bow, even if they want to stop it, they can't do it, they can only watch his crazy move!
Now is the time!
When the divine sun was almost extinguished, the magma on the ground was about to solidify, and in the blink of an eye for tenth, his dim eyes suddenly burst into a brilliant divine light, and his fingers were instantly released, and the "hum" and "hum" reverberated red blood arrows came out of the string!
At this moment, the space seems to stand still!
The blood-colored altar standing in the depths of the vast wasteland, the brute beasts that constantly burst into blood mist on the ground, the arrow shot by the young man with the bow letting go, and the woman in his arms looking up at him with gentle eyes...... The momentary pause is a picture full of this killing and destruction, but retaining a little warmth.
And then...... It's business as usual.
The Blood Arrow tore through the air with a terrifying aura of destruction, dragging its long crimson tail wings, making the space tremble slightly, revealing images of mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, thrones of bones, ancient altars, and magnificent totem poles that stood in the heavens and the earth...... Their images became incomparably clearer, and an ancient and decaying aura swayed down from them, merging into the body of the arrow, making the spurting of red blood even more terrifying, with the will and power to destroy everything, shooting down the blood-colored light mask!
The dazzling blood light exploded instantly, covering everything that could be seen in the line of sight, followed by the deafening "boom" loud sound, the ground collapsed in a violent tremor, and the wind born from the void stirred up dust and dust in the sky, carrying a compelling aura to sweep in all directions! On the thin blood-colored light mask, the blood-colored runes trembled rapidly, and then collapsed and dissipated in the tremor.
With a "click" sound, the light mask was blasted open with a large hole, and the blood-colored arrows carried the power that had not dissipated, roaring into the sky, and disappeared without a trace.
A roar of anger erupted violently from the altar, mixed with pure and violent killing intent, "You dare to destroy the process of the sacrifice, you all deserve to die!" The rolling sound echoed in the air, and it exploded like thunder, and countless heaven and earth yuan forces in the void frantically converged, and a hundred-zhang pitch-black bone hand appeared directly, slapping down with a terrifying aura that destroyed the world and the earth!
This palm seems to suppress the entire heaven and earth, crush everything, and destroy everything!
Terrible power, irresistible!
At the same time, the large hole in the shattered blood-colored mask, the staggered edges of the canine teeth grew rapidly in the wriggling, and it only took three or two breaths at most to recover as before.
"Let's go!" Mo Yu roared violently, all the potential in his body was stimulated, and he stepped on it fiercely, and his arms clenched Ling Xue's figure roared out!
Xun Zhao and Xun Liang's faces turned pale in an instant, but between life and death, both of them showed a strong will, and they were not suppressed by the terrifying aura of this palm, and at the same time they broke out as fast as possible and fled frantically!
For a few people, it only took half a breath to cross the full burst of power, but under this palm, the air seemed to turn into viscous mud, turning into invisible resistance, making them countless slower than usual. If this continues, none of them will be able to escape, and they will all be killed by this palm.
Mo Yu's mind was blank for a moment, he felt the instant stiffness of the delicate body in his arms, and the fear transmitted from her, a violent anger erupted from the bottom of his heart, turning into an extremely firm thought.
No one can hurt her!
No one!
He glanced down at Ling Xue and didn't say anything, but she instantly understood all his firmness and reluctance. Ling Xue's eyes widened and she subconsciously wanted to hug him tightly, but she was shaken away by a soft force and thrown outward by him. The wind ruffled her long hair and landed on her face, and in sight he was smiling. A series of crystal tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, drifted in the wind, and fell into the earth and disappeared.
"Two senior brothers, help me take care of her!" He suddenly turned around in a low drink, and the three Shenyang in the soul space erupted into extremely violent soul fluctuations, and black cracks soon spread all over the Shenyang body, shattering at the same time in the "click" sound, turning into an incomparably terrifying power and integrating into his body!
When he was very young, Mo Yu wandered alone, living a difficult life in the eyes of bullying and whiteness. He was beaten half to death by a beggar who robbed him of food, but he kept it in his arms. He had been bitten and bruised by the big dog in the nursing home, just so that he could lean under the eaves to hide from the cold rain. He used to prop up a thick stone slab with his tender and weak chest, and his face turned red when the giant hammer smashed the stone, and he was applauded by the onlookers just to earn a meal of brown rice that would keep him alive......
The painful struggle of his childhood made Mo Yu cherish his life very much, and he has always taken not giving up before death as his motto of dedication to life. In his life, he took the initiative to give up the idea of life only twice, once in the Chengnan Medical Center, he wanted to exchange his death for Mo Liang for some life, because he owed Uncle Mo and Aunt Yun too much kindness, so he could only pay it back with his life.
The second time, it is now. He didn't know if his choice was stupid, but the only thought in his heart was to not let Ling Xue be hurt in the slightest. Perhaps, from the moment he took her into his arms, this thought had taken deep root in his heart.
Those who fear death do not dare to face it, but there is no one who can give their lives for it. Ling Xue is the person in Mo Yu's life who is willing to die for her!
Mo Yu's aura surged wildly in an explosive and increasing manner, and the terrifying energy made the robe on his body "crackle" and shatter in the crazy drumming, the broken hair on his forehead churned up and down, his eyes were as bright as stars, and only incomparable firmness shone brightly. The blood in his body flowed wildly, washing the inner walls of the blood vessels, the temperature continued to rise, and looming golden points of light slowly emerged from it. Some of the powers hidden in his vein, under the impact of a brief violent and powerful force, began to awaken from their slumber.
On his forehead, pale golden runes slowly emerged, emitting a faint golden light, bathing in it, which made his face more infinitely majestic, like a god descending into the world.
Mo Yu raised his head and looked at the slapping bone palm, his face was calm and flat. Although he is below, he feels like he is standing on the top of heaven and earth and looking down at the whole world. All that exists will prostrate at his feet. Mo Yu did not have the strength to resist or even suppress this bone palm, but a kind of dignity and pride in his blood, so that even if he really welcomed death, he would not show the slightest fear in the face of this level of power.
He raised his hand, met the slapping bone palm, and pointed out!
The art of yang death, a blow to break the sun!
Above his fingertips, a round of blazing sun phantom suddenly appeared, and a dazzling light burst out from it, as if a new sun had appeared on the earth! With the violent and terrifying power fluctuations, the temperature of the entire space soared wildly at this moment!
Shout!
The scorching sun phantom shot out, incorporating all of Mo Yu's power, dragging a long red tail, like a meteor rising into the sky, and crashing wildly towards the pitch-black bone palm. After an instant, the two collided together at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and the loud "bang" sound was like the impact of stars, and a strong qi suddenly erupted in the air, and the sudden pressure made Mo Yu snort in his mouth, and his body turned black in front of his eyes, but he still tried to widen his eyes, until he was sure that the pitch-black bone palm was blocked and stopped, and his heart suddenly relaxed. As his consciousness quickly faded, a roar of rage was faintly heard in his ears.
Ling Xue and the others should have already escaped, so it's good...... One last thought passed through his mind, and his consciousness was completely darkened.
At this moment, the blood-colored altar suddenly trembled violently, and a jade-colored big hand reached out from it and smashed the pitch-black bone palm directly, grabbed Mo Yu and took it back to the altar and disappeared. It's unimaginable that the terrifying existence of secretly presiding over the sacrifice can't be stopped.
"Damn!Qin Qing'er, you can't help yourself and still want to save him, you all have to die!" In the angry roar, a figure shrouded in blood robes loomed over the blood-colored altar.
A cold and flat female voice soon came from the void, "Blood Robe Protector, if you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the qualifications." ”
"Don't be arrogant, this seat has enough sacrifices for the sacrifice, under the power of the ancient altar, I see how long you can hold on!" The roar echoed in the air, but the female voice had already converged and dissipated, the blood on the altar soared into the sky, and the terrifying power fluctuations made the space tremble and ripple, and black cracks appeared from time to time, and everything it touched was directly cut off.
The three figures were pushed dozens of meters under the strong impact, and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.
Xun Zhao, Xun Liang, and Ling Xue turned their heads at the same time, but the blood-colored light mask had recovered, blocking all the violent and terrifying killing aura.
But Mo Yu is still in it to save them......